What’s the deal with this life
Cutting through time like a knife
Cold lately, dry freezing night
Sun is rare, seems strangely bright
Friends come and then they go
Leaving us high but some low
What’s up around this bend
Just another endless end
Oh well man, let it continue
Let it have this life we have due
Spend the time on that dull blade
Going forward, ending in the fade...















Comments
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Ich will lieber stehend sterben als knieend leben!
Too many idiots in this World :-p !!!
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The insane poet who is insane, or something like that.
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